I am a 53 year old woman who had a mild heart attack. During the surgery the doctor gave me a drug that caused a hemmorhagic stroke in my right frontal lobe. It took 3 months in a re-hab center, but I finally learned how to walk. My husband tried to take care of me for almost 4 years but he eventually gave up and we have gone our separate ways. I live with my sister and her daughter in a mid-sized town in Colorado. I am still struggling with some sadness at the loss of myself and my husband, but every day I get up and start over. I am a strong believer in God and know that he hears my prayers for healing, not only physical but emotional too. I have a kind and caring heart and if you are lucky enough to win my love, you'll never forget how much you are loved. Does that make sense? I have been told by many that I am a beautiful woman, although this type of event plays havoc on the self esteem. Ihave always considered myself a girlie girl because I like lace, and sparkly things.
I am not a smoker and will not date one. So, if you smoke, please do not contact me. I am also violently allergic to cats. If you have one, I can't visit you. I do love dogs though and other animals.
